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SOBBING THIS IS TOO CUTE

誕生日おめでとう ー Happy birthday

Pairing: Dabi x Reader

Synopsis: You never told Dabi it was your birthday, but you didn't have to.

A/N: my birthday is in two days! i turn 20! woo! here's something super short to celebrate :D also, the title reads as "tanjoubi omedetou" which just translates to happy birthday :)

Tags: fluff sweeter than cotton candy

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It’s not that you weren’t looking forward to your birthday. You weren’t not looking forward to it. It’s just something you didn’t care to think about for very long. Getting older was not something to celebrate, in your opinion. It’s one year closer to death, as you often hear emo teens say.

There’s another reason you weren’t thrilled about your birthday, though. You had yet to tell your boyfriend it was tomorrow. Dabi was never the most affectionate. He wasn’t the lovey-dovey type, and you were okay with that. When you found out about Dabi’s birthday back in January and tried to get him a cake, he… wasn’t too happy. You just wish you knew he wasn’t a big fan of birthdays before he threw the cake on the floor.

So, you haven’t told him. Why bring up such a sore subject? The last thing you wanted to do was upset him. Seeing someone you care for that deeply be as upset as he was then really does a number on you, but you’d be lying if you weren’t a little upset that you wouldn’t be spending your birthday with him. It was for the best, you thought. If he doesn’t like birthdays, why force him to celebrate yours?

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The dreadful day has come. After stretching and rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you grab your phone off the dresser. Texts form friends and family have been pouring in as they usually do every year, but Dabi’s name isn’t among those on your lock screen. Why would it be? He had no reason to text you. Favorite sweater falling off one shoulder and the minty taste of toothpaste still lingering on your tongue, you step out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

The smell of burnt pancakes hit you instantly. The sizzle of the frying pan was louder than it should be. Dabi was cooking. He let himself in through the window again. You did wake up cold now that you think about it.

“Sit down. They’re almost done,” his back was facing you, flipping the pancakes one last time. “And close your eyes.” You did as he instructed.

You sat, eyes closed tightly, and heard a plate put down in front of you. A liquid was poured into a cup, presumably coffee based on the smell, and a soft kiss was placed to your temple.

“Open,” he said.

You saw before you three pancakes stacked high on a white plate, topped with whipped cream and fresh fruit. Fruit that looked this nice is quite expensive in Japan, and as far as you knew Dabi was flat broke. The pancakes were… crispy looking. Still edible, though. It looked like Dabi tried to cook something well. He was the worst cook you ever met, but this didn’t look all too bad.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart.” His was smiling ever so slightly, face very close to yours.

“How did you know?”

“I asked one of your friends.” A blatant lie. He probably did some snooping around your apartment and found some birthday cards your family mailed you.

“Mhm, sure you did.” You smile now matched his, and your lips connected. He was sweet, probably from tasting the whipped cream earlier.

“Thank you, Dabi.”

Dabi is so funny to me 'cause he is not even half as cool as he thinks he is when he is with the League. All those posts and fics and art of him acting smooth are a lie 'cause there's no way the League wouldn't get his ass for it.

This is the man who try to use his fire to fight Machia and when it didn't work, he tried to play it cool saying he had a top-notch recruit to pick up. But A) the recruit in question was a traitor/spy, not better that Twice recruiting Overhaul, B) Toga called him out immediately he was only running away 'cause his fire did not work.

This is the man who tried to make fun of the rest of the lov suggesting too on-the-face code-names to Toga, only for Compress to remind him that his villain code-name was cremation.

Toga called him out for trying to play it cool but being kind to her. On his first apparition we saw him getting a Twice pep-talk because he needed more confidence or whatever. He was another Stain fanboy for a while. He is the dork who dances when he's excited. He is the one who gets easily car-sick and doesn't like to eat fish. He dyes his hair all the time, he uses bad disguises that work who knows why, he's awkward, dramatic and he cares so much he cries blood. He still calls his little siblings Natsuo-kun and Fuyumi-chan.

I'm just saying--! Listen, he is another dork cringe-fail / world class terrorist, the same as the other members of the League, okay?.

Emo Dabi would be surprised with whore Dabi

THIS IS SO CUTE

I always wondered what would happen if the league ended up with Eri. I might keep this idea going if I have the motivation.

real

The things I wanna do to him.

I wanna sit on his lap and passionately make out with him as I feel him getting hard through his jeans. I want to pull down his zipper and grind myself on his cock, I wanna feel him throb and make him cum just by dry humping him. Then get on my knees and jerk him off and then taking his pierced dick in my mouth and give him the best kind of orgasms. I need to hear my name roll of his tongue and my name moaned spill from his lips.

Spinner, walking into the hideout: “Where’s Tomura?”

Toga: “He’s outside setting off firecrackers with All Might and Endeavor action figures attached to them.”

Spinner: “Where’s Dabi?”

Mr. Compress: “Who do you think is lighting them?”

Dabi: “Do another Endeavor one.”

Tomura: “We just did three in a row, it’s my turn.”

Twice, watching them: “Aww, they’re bonding.”

"Don't blame the civilians for supporting Endeavor's career you wouldn't do shit either." Wrong. If I was a civilian in mha I'd hit Endeavor with my car